By Purity  pewterman@ukonline.co.uk
Date: 22 August 1999

Unrequited-Uninvited

so I left you to your devices and somesuch
and curled up alone
you smiled and told me that I was sweet
i cried and didn't let you see

you kissed her and i told you i was happy
and I believed myself
you held me and I thought I would die
I wanted you to touch me

I needed you to see me just once
the way I have seen you a thousand times
but your eyes are looking elsewhere
and it cuts me like a knife

I live and breathe my love for you
and you have never seen it
sometimes I don't want you to
but right now I do...

But I won't.